When she was all alone she think about boys a lot and in truth sometimes did something about it. However, her friend told her “You shouldn’t do th...s Katrina. You know how you are around guys. You know you’re just like us. You have those feelings too. You know what I mean don’t you? You have those feelings all the time. You shouldn’t do it.” “I’m going to be fine,” Katrina said. “All of that will go away. You know it will.” She blew the comments off and made her decision. For several years. He unzipped his fly and told me to take it out. I reached inside his pants and pulled out his stiffening cock. "I just love uncut cocks", I exclaimed as I took it into my mouth. I slid my mouth down towards the head and eventually all the way off. Shane put it back in his pants and kept talking on the phone.A few seconds later I got up and told him that I'd driven some distance for the sole purpose of giving him a blow job but that he didn't seem serious. I reminded him that he had my phone. I shouldn’t have let that Brunette pull the wool over my eyes like that. Sarah and the other top brass were not at all pleased with the way I had handled myself. Word around the agency was that I tended to fuck a lot during assignments, but never before has my indiscretions lead to such a large lapse in my assessment of an operative. Redemption was in order. I was to be sent to Bolivia the following day to gather intelligence about these chemical plants and their activities. While I had been. Before you came to work here, when the Misses was alive I mean, you should've seen her on saturday mornings. Limping, she was, every saturday morning and looking like she'd been run over by a hay wagon. She never really said, of course, but I knew friday nites must have been a real chore. Took three days to recover, she did."Fanny giggled and said, "I'd like to think I could recover faster than that."I'd heard enough of that conversation and retreated to the Library. Being the object of servant.